Genitallica - Paz-Zone lyrics

Yes, it is I says me and although agree are more than three 'Cause they're we, yes, yo, I'm in the house now for sure Because I wanna talk about the hearts of men Who knows what evil lurks within them But let's take a travel down the blindside And see what we find on this path called Stranded on d**h row so duck when I swing my sh** I get rugged like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fits The gangsta type, what I recite's kinda lethal n***az know the flow that I kick, there's no equal I'm murderin' n***az, yo, and maybe because of the tone I kicks when I grip the mic and kick sh** n***az can't f** with So remember I go hardcore and slam Nuff respect like a Sensei, ba-bash like Van Damme So any n***a that claim they bossin' What don't you bring your a** on over to Crenshaw and Slauson? Take a walk through the hood when we up to no good Slangin' them things like a real O.G. should I'm stackin' and mackin' and packin' a ten so When you're slippin', I slip the clip in but ain't no set tripppin' 'Cause it's d**h row, rollin' like the mafia Think about whoopin' some a** but what the f** stoppin' ya? Ain't nothin' but a buster I'm stranded on d**h row For pumpin' slugs in motherf**ers Now you know you're outdone Feel the shotgun, corrupt inmate, cell block one No prevention from this mention of sorts You're a victim from my drive by of thoughts No extensions, all attempts are to fail Blinded by the light, it's time you learn Braille From the lunatic, I d**h like arsenic When I kick up wicked raps Dr. Dre will kick the scratch With treachery my literary form will blast And totally surpa** the norm Not a storm, plural, make it many storms When I'm vexed I fly leg, necks and arms In this dimension I'm the presenter And the inventor and the tormentor Deranged like the hillside strangler MC mangler, tough like Wrangler I write a rhyme, hard as concrete Step to the heat and get burned like mesquite So what you wanna do? The narrator RBX, cell block two Rage, lyrical murderer, stranded on d**h row And now I'm servin' a lifetime sentence There'll be no repentance Since it's the life that I choose to lead, I plead guilty On all counts let the ball bounce where it may It's just another clip into my AK Buck 'em down with my underground tactics Facts and stacks of clips on my mattress Bed frame there's another dead pain Layin' lain with the shame, who's to blame? Me, the lady of Rage On When I'm comin from the d**h in row takin' no sh** So flip and you're bound to get dropped It's 187 on motherf**ers don't stop handcuffed as I bust There'll be no debate, it's Rage, from cell block eight And yo steppin' through the fog and creepin' through the smog It's the number one n***a from the hood, Doggy Dogg Makin' videos, now I stay in Hollywood Bustin' raps for my snaps, now they call me Eastwood Dre is the doctor and my homey little n***a Warren G is my hand and my hand's on the trigga Shootin' at the hoes with the game that I got Sent to d**h row 'cause I wanted to make A grip from servin' my rocks And I'm still servin' for mines, peace To my motherf**in' homies doin' time In the pen and the county jail Mobbin' with your blues on, mad as hell And you say, yeah, f** the police And all the homies on the streets is all about peace And it's drivin' the cops crazy But ain't nuttin' but a black thing, bay-bee, uh No I'm not flaggin' but I'm just saggin' I betcha don't wanna see the D O double G And you can't see the D R to the E Or my motherf**in' homey D.O.C. You know you can't f** with my motherf**in' DJ That's my homey and we call him Warren G Yeah, and you don't stop, Doggy Dogg Break 'em down with the motherf**in' Dogg Pound That's the only way we'll beat 'em, man We gotta smoke 'em then choke 'em Like the motherf**in' Peter Man It's like three and to the two